كلمات The Reaping

They came down among us Burning our pale white flesh Each one was screaming Meat reeking so very fresh The blood flows down from our eyes As the blade starts to slice in Dance with the demon In flame! Is there a face behind this mushroom cloud? Or is it a miracle from thy new Messiah? Asking what was this thing We all shook like windblown leaves Coldly, no sound, no wrath Cracking the skulls I am the last who has not gone mad Then came the day that ended history And the earth was re-arranged Lost in the world of total blackness, greed and hate We could do nothing other Not a soul was immune The world was shaken to the core Time - The quiet assassin Takes it all Now I am finally alone The others dead or gone insane I see the flames retreating And the darkness begins to regain!